Strawberry_lovemuffin
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School pretty much sucked hairy balls for me too.
All through primary school I was the "Fat kid" (I wasn't! I was only slightly chubby ) and boys especially delighted in rhyming my last name with 'fatty' and leaving me out of things, like sports teams and such.
Early high school I was the smart kid too, and because I initially went to a rough public high school I was mercilessly teased for getting 'A's' in English and spending time in the library and being picked for special projects and stuff. I remember hiding under the stairs at the back of the school for much of my lunchtimes reading a book.
Year 8-10 got a little better because I was moved to a Catholic high school which encouraged academic excellence, and there were plenty of cool kids who were smart too. "All rounders" I guess you could say. I wasn't one of them, I was just uncool and smart, but at least I didn't get teased for the smart part.
Year 10 was when *I* really started to rebel - got myself a tech-school boyfriend, wagged school, hung out with a group of "bad girls" and got in a fair bit of trouble. Changed my image somewhat, but I could never completely throw off the nerdy thing... not helped by still getting excellent grades and enjoying things like writing the school newspaper and acting in school productions
In the end, though, I grew not to care so much because by year 12 I had a pretty good group of friends and a great social life, theatre people (school and local independant productions) became my little "family away from home" and I started to realise that being 'cool' wasn't exactly all it was cracked up to be anyway. In fact, being yourself is probably the 'new cool' these days ...
I went back for my 10 year high school reunion recently (yeah! Old fart aren't i) and I was interested to see that all the 'cool' people I'd looked up to were floundering around in their lives, not having made much of themselves -still looking shallow and stuck up and bitter. It was amazing how many of them came up to me with compliments, and it was nice to be able to accept them with the grace and magnamity they never showed me
All through primary school I was the "Fat kid" (I wasn't! I was only slightly chubby ) and boys especially delighted in rhyming my last name with 'fatty' and leaving me out of things, like sports teams and such.
Early high school I was the smart kid too, and because I initially went to a rough public high school I was mercilessly teased for getting 'A's' in English and spending time in the library and being picked for special projects and stuff. I remember hiding under the stairs at the back of the school for much of my lunchtimes reading a book.
Year 8-10 got a little better because I was moved to a Catholic high school which encouraged academic excellence, and there were plenty of cool kids who were smart too. "All rounders" I guess you could say. I wasn't one of them, I was just uncool and smart, but at least I didn't get teased for the smart part.
Year 10 was when *I* really started to rebel - got myself a tech-school boyfriend, wagged school, hung out with a group of "bad girls" and got in a fair bit of trouble. Changed my image somewhat, but I could never completely throw off the nerdy thing... not helped by still getting excellent grades and enjoying things like writing the school newspaper and acting in school productions
In the end, though, I grew not to care so much because by year 12 I had a pretty good group of friends and a great social life, theatre people (school and local independant productions) became my little "family away from home" and I started to realise that being 'cool' wasn't exactly all it was cracked up to be anyway. In fact, being yourself is probably the 'new cool' these days ...
I went back for my 10 year high school reunion recently (yeah! Old fart aren't i) and I was interested to see that all the 'cool' people I'd looked up to were floundering around in their lives, not having made much of themselves -still looking shallow and stuck up and bitter. It was amazing how many of them came up to me with compliments, and it was nice to be able to accept them with the grace and magnamity they never showed me